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THE DEATH-DOCTOR
would have seen that the charge in the syringe was labelled "Muscarin."
I sent the nurse on a short errand to another part of the house when I went upstairs to my young patient, who was almost unconscious, being in the very acute stage of the fever.
And within twelve hours he died somewhat suddenly of heart failure.
This was absolutely the death-blow to Dr. Elleston's hopes for the new appointment, as Colonel Matherson, quietly primed and prompted in a diplomatic manner by me, swore that his old medical attendant shouldn't have a look in—and he didn't.
I got the post comfortably, and I really don't think the world lost anything by the "dropping out" of Octavius.
